Partners In Crime

chapter 3

*Jeanie POV*

Looking at Ali's phone with shaky hands I hesitated to press the call button. Ali sat lost in thought probably thinking about Alec. Things haven't been the same since that night.

"Al." I said trying to get her attention."Ali." I said again this time getting her to snap out of it. "Are we doing this?" I know this is something big, but this could be our chance. They need our answer by tonight and the sooner we can get started the better.

"Do we have a choice?" She stated.

With that I pressed the call button which might as well been the trigger to the gun that killed Alec. I'm on the phone and its ringing. Putting it on speaker I wait for the familiar voice.

"Do we have a deal Miss Taylor?" Is the first thing the man said.

"Bring it." I answered earning a devilish smile from Ali.

I hung up and felt the sweet, sweet air fill my lungs. I know this is the right thing but I can't shake the feeling that this will change things for me and Ali forever.

"Let's do this poo." Ali said smiling so I took that as a good sign. "Are you ready?" She asked and that was all I needed to get this shit started.

"Hell ya i'm like a loaded gun." I said

"No control!" Ali sang tripping and falling to her knees.

"Oh no Ali!" I said shaking my head at her clumsiness. You know for a wanted criminal you would expect her to be a little more agile.

I received a text saying...

Ms. Taylor and Ms. Stryker, to discuss the details of this operation meet at the bar on the corner of Jefferson at 10:00 pm tonight. Any questions comments and concerns then call but we need to discuss the case in person. We can't take any chances. I will have my men escort you through the back upon your arrival.

Classified

"Ali go get dressed, we got plans tonight." I told her my voice laced with mischief. She smiles and winks skipping away leaving me both amused and confused.

I texted him back...

See you soon sir we will be the girls with roses in our hair.

Jeanie Taylor XX

Finally settling on our attire we made our way to the door. Confidently I walked behind Ali admiring her black long sleeved crop top and short but sweet red skirt that left just enough to the imagination. It showed off her long tanned legs in a way that nothing else really did. Ali always wore skirts because they showed off her curves and small waist just right. She had the signature red rose in her long black hair that gave a beautiful contrast to the turquoise tips. She looked great and perfectly put together from her tall black heels to her bright brown eyes that still held innocence even though it had left a while ago.

On the other hand I was wearing a simple black dress that didn't really leave anything to the imagination. You see this is what I have to do it's not like I want to dress like a slut all the time but it's just easier to get into men's minds this way. The dress hugged my small waist and flared out stopping just under my ass. Just enough to drive any man insane. I had the same red rose in my curly brunette hair. Contrary to what most people might think I don't wear a lot of makeup. I only wear enough to bring out my emerald green eyes.

Looking at each other Ali and I walked out the door and down the few short blocks to the bar. The whole way there we didn't speak but we didn't have to. We were both caught up in thought of our brother. I know how hard this was for Ali to agree, but I'm done with this life and this is a way out. We both let out a uneasy breath as we walked behind the building to the back door to wait for our escorts.